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Monday, January 16, 2012

I was totally horrified when I read the article “Waiting to receive pieces of daughter’s body” published in The News. Reading about the brutal murder of Shamsul Anwar’s son by some terrorists, tore me apart. Shamsul Anwar according to that article was not an ordinary person, but a hero who risked his own life to save the lives of hundreds of people in a mosque by single handedly taking care of the terrorists who were planting a bomb in the mosque. These same terrorists, later on took revenge by murdering his eldest son, torturing the younger son, and now kidnapping his daughter.

The only thought that kept haunting me was that this world is not at all a safe place any more, where human life is a cheap commodity, which anyone could take easily, and there is no one to stop this barbarism! Even in jungle, rules prevail. But here, we observe “azadi” to the fullest. On the other hand, it was also great to see how people quickly started responding to the call for help to collect ransom money for Shamsul Anwar’s daughter and donations started pouring in even from abroad. I was anxious, and worried, waiting to find out the end result of the efforts.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Great souls are heavenly. They possess all spiritual ingredients in equal proportions. They are well built characters with great moral strength; a symbol of valorous temperament, honour, integrity and fortitude. These souls are passionate about moral courage to the extent that they portray readiness to face danger and to make brave attempt for their noble ambition. For them life without their noble aspiration is useless. This courage and passion makes them sacrifice all they have. How well has the poet said complementing my words:

Life is mostly froth and bubble,
Two things stand like stone,
Kindness in another’s trouble,
Courage in your own!

Courage and passion work together to engender this approach of sacrifice. Countless sacrifices were made in Islamic history by great enduring souls.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

A new sunrise, a new dawn, a new beginning, a fresh start, a new year…

The Sun rises every day, and it sets with the hope of shining on a better world, better people when it rises again the next morning. Sets again but rises…yet again, each day… every single day, with new hope, same shimmer, not decreasing in strength nor losing even a single ray of glimmer.